Addiction to flash marriage: Mr. Li, don’t be too flirtatious!

Zhu Yaoyao said immediately, "It's all just a joke. Maybe he wants to piss you off on purpose. Didn't you see that as soon as he raised his eyes, Mr. Huo put out all the cigarettes in the private room? Wasn't he just looking at your belly?"

is it?

Wen Ning really admired Zhu Yaoyao's ability to talk life into words.

"Third sister-in-law, are you going to play against me?" Huo Ling greeted.

The cold man was sitting on the sofa, drinking the wine handed to him by the beautiful woman, his eyes unwavering.

Wen Ning felt inexplicably frustrated and sat down to play cards with Huo Ling.

In the second game, Huo Ling stood up and said, "Third brother, I have three urgent needs. Can you please help me fight?"

"..." If Wen Ning didn't realize that this was a pretense, her intelligence would be in vain.

The little hands tightened.

But she saw the man Zhuoran getting up and walking over.

When his perfect body sat down across from him, Wen Ning felt like his breathing was stagnant, as if he was surrounded by his breath.

At this time, Zhu Yaoyao stood behind Wen Ning furtively.

At the beginning of the third game, the man played a card, and it was Wen Ning's turn. She was about to play with her little hand, but Zhu Yaoyao immediately played the other card first.

"This one is good!"

Wen Ning glanced at the cards and saw that Shu Xiao was going to lose his life. She glared at Zhu Yaoyao: Blind?

From the beginning of this game, Zhu Yaoyao caused chaos, and Wen Ning didn't know that it was because the man was too skilled at poker, and she lost miserably.

Zhu Yaoyao joked quietly, "Did Mr. L do this on purpose? He is really putting a pinch on our Ningning!"

"Did I press her?" The man finally raised his head and glanced at Wen Ning for the first time tonight.

The tone was obviously very cold, but the words were spoken in a low tone. Those words made people think for no reason.

Press her... Wen Ning's ears turned red.

When she saw Huo Ling coming back, she immediately said, "I won't fight."

Zhu Yaoyao: "You won't fight after losing so many games? Why do I have such a useless friend like you?"

"How much did Miss Wen lose?" Huo Ling picked up the accounting book and raised an eyebrow, "Miss Wen, you lost five million to the third brother."

what?

Little did Wen Ning know that this was a big game, one million dollars per game, how could she have so much money!

Looking at the crowd watching the excitement, she panicked a little and turned to look at Zhu Yaoyao, "It's all you. Do you have a credit card?"

Zhu Yaoyao immediately turned against her heartlessly, "I don't have any money! You lost to him, so why don't you ask your third brother for a favor? Maybe you can get away with it."

Wen Ning looked at the man with watery eyes.

The man's face was as grave as ink, and his aloofness seemed to leave no room for negotiation.

She didn't want to beg him. She wanted to distinguish between them. It was the right thing for him to do now. She felt a little uncomfortable and didn't want to lose her self-esteem.

"Oh, let's go and say something nice." Zhu Yaoyao pushed the little quail forward.

Wen Ning was pushed in front of the man. Before he could speak, Wen Ning was pushed again. Wen Ning lost his balance and fell into the man's arms.

"What are you doing?" She glared at her friend.

"Ah, I wasn't careful!"

The man didn't move, and his long legs caught her soft curves.

His breath quickly enveloped Wen Ning, and it was strong. Wen Ning could see a warm chest under his clean and good-smelling shirt.

She was still sluggish, looking at him coldly, blushing stupidly.

This silly look is not like the unpleasant look just now, it is a bit cute.

The man saw the small hands grabbing his shirt.

His eyes darkened a few inches, and he taunted her with a straight face, "You can't stand it anymore, because you like my thigh, which many women have sat on?"

Wen Ning came to his senses and stood up in embarrassment.

His face darkened, his strong but invisible arms wrapped around the little woman, and he reached forward to play cards.

"……"What does it mean? Wen Ning froze in his chest, her thin breasts were burned red by him, and there was no gap in the ambiguity.

Zhu Yaoyuan laughed like an aunt.

A man next to him joked, "The way Third Brother plays cards with a beautiful woman in his arms is so romantic and so cool!"

"No, look, I'm full of energy and invincible."

"Don't get carried away. Haha."

Wen Ning curled up like a little shrimp in his arms. It was obviously not like that, and her face was flushed.

Urgent to urinate, she moved.

The man glanced down at her.

With so many people there, Wen Ning couldn't speak loudly. Her lips hesitated, and finally she could only whisper in his ear and said with great embarrassment, "I need to pee."

Because she was anxious, she spoke directly.

But the word "pee" fell on the man's ears, especially when his lacquered eyes stared at her soft and beautiful face.

The man suddenly became distracted.

Deliberately asked again, "What did you say?"

Wen Ning suppressed the redness in his neck and had no choice but to move closer to him and said angrily, "I really need to pee."

The man curled his thin lips and released his strong arms.

Wen Ning ran away.

When she came out of the bathroom, she was stunned to see that no one was in the house!

The mahjong was over, and even Zhu Yaoyao and Huo Ling were nowhere to be seen.

The tall man stood by the window, holding a cigarette between his sexy fingers.

Seeing her come out, he lights up.

"Where are they? Where have they gone?"

He walked over, looked at her indifferently, and raised his lips slightly sarcastically, "Isn't this just your trick? Joining up with your best friends, a scheming, a beauty trap, or..."

The man trapped her against the wall with one arm and said with a cold eyebrow, "Do you like to play this kind of hard-to-get game, young lady?"

His sudden coldness stunned Wen Ning, "Mr. L, what are you talking about?"

"You didn't let me go that night. What's your plan now to seduce me again?" He suppressed a haze.

Wen Ning knew he had misunderstood when he heard him being so sarcastic.

It was all Zhu Yaoyao's fault tonight, and he was playing cards with her in his arms just now. It was obvious that he was just going along with her 'acting', not taking advantage of anything.

Suddenly feeling very uncomfortable in his heart, Wen Ning also turned cold, moved his arm and explained softly, "I have no plans to seduce you. I lost the game during the day and was already very depressed. I don't want to give myself any more tonight." Looking for a fight.”

She felt lonely.

But the man misunderstood her. Was he going to quarrel with her now?

How many days had this blind little thing made him angry? It's good for her. If she doesn't accept it, she won't coax her, but she will argue?

There was a suffocation in his chest, and he sneered coldly, "You treat me like this when you lose the game. Isn't it normal for you to lose? The topic was taught by me. You are young and arrogant and don't know how much you weigh. No one in this world. There are many people, so who do you, Wen Ning, think?"

Wen Ning was silent for a while. Is she conceited? Oh, he knows a lot about her past?

She smiled coldly, "I'm not a senior, and I didn't say I couldn't lose. It's just that if you don't know the overall situation, don't make assumptions. I didn't lose normally! Of course, I don't expect to get comfort from you."

Wen Ning felt disappointed. She didn't want to say any more, so she opened the door and hurried into the elevator.

Apparently, Zhu Yaoyao heard their conversation.

The man inside walked out coldly, paused, frowned and asked Huo Ling, "What's going on in today's jewelry competition?"

The third brother was so angry that he didn't even go to the judges' table. Naturally, no one took the initiative to tell him.